Suspended Between Heaven and Earth—Fly Fishing on the Madison River

Fishing has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. When I was a little girl, my father would load up my brothers and me in a rented RV and take us up the 395 Highway for a week of lake fishing in the high Sierra. It leaves you breathless—and filled with expectation—for what is awaiting all whose hope is found in Christ our Lord.

Winter Crappie: Sharpening Spring Techniques With Cold-Weather Slabs.

Not everyone loves to hunt as the weather turns cooler and even cold.  Many die hard anglers find ways to make winter fishing trips and keep fresh fillets in the skillet all winter.  Recently I hooked-up (no pun intended) with one such guy.